A bowl of 30 yuan of top lamb soup, soaked in two baked cakes, Yang Xi ate quite ecstasy this lunch.

Hiccuping, pushing the bike, wandering back to the hospital. As soon as I entered the gate of the hospital, I met President Lin.

"Hiccup~ Lin Yuan, have you eaten?"

Dean Lin smiled and replied, "Not yet, didn't you just send Director Qin away, Director Qin is really, he doesn't want to stay for a light meal." ”

[Ding!] comes from Dean Lin Tong'an's mood swings, and the charm value is +8. 】

Yang Xi was puzzled, if you don't eat it, you will eat it, what about those who have good mood swings?

"Hiccup~ Lin Yuan's daily management is very difficult!"

Dean Lin waved his hand and said, "For Wan Ji...... Ahem, serving the people is not hard. What, Xiao Yang, the wounded man in the morning was sent to the ICU?"

"Hiccups ~ standard procedure, routine handling. ”

Dean Lin nodded and ordered, "You go and say hello to Dr. Li, and when you charge the fee, you will be a little more courageous, and Boss Hu's money will not be earned in vain." ”

Yang Xi responded.

At this time, Dean Lin answered the phone: "Hey~~Hey! I'll be over now, five minutes at most." ”

Needless to ask, Dean Lin must have made an appointment with one of his three hobbies, there is a ban on alcohol at noon, and it is not suitable for hi songs, so the only option is to play mahjong.

Once upon a time, Dean Lin's living conditions were Yang Xi's example and pursuit.

There is a poem as proof:

Open a knife, receive a red envelope, drink and sing, often complain, talk about the master of rubbing hemp, and look at the present.

This little life is not a good thing.

But right now, Yang Xi didn't know what was going on, his thinking had actually undergone a subtle change, and seeing the back of Dean Lin leaving, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, and shouted in a low voice: "The young master has lofty ambitions, but he is in the same stream as you, sad, lamentable...... Hiccup!"

Also, although Dean Lin can be regarded as the number one person in Liuquan Town, he is not open, how can he be compared with Yang Xi.

When I put the bicycle back in the carport and walked slowly to the ward building, I suddenly heard the electronic sound of the system.

The system assigns temporary tasks, asking the host to go to the outpatient clinic and complete two minor outpatient surgeries independently. Please select 1 to reject the task and 2 to accept the task. 】

Yang Xi stopped abruptly.

"Don't you let people take a breath? aren't you just a daddy, you're also a standard ......" Yang Xi swallowed his saliva and said the last word viciously: "Second goods!"

The virtual interface is immediately rendered, and a prompt pops up for the host to accept the temporary task.

Obviously, the system regarded all the other words of Yang Xi's whining sentence just now as p, and only recognized the penultimate word: two.

Yang Xi immediately froze.

So sassy?

You're a broken system, you're so sassy, does your mother know?

After being stiff for more than ten seconds, Yang Xi could only sigh lightly, turned around, and walked towards the outpatient clinic.

Liuquan Town is the most populous town in DS County except for the county seat, with a population of more than 200,000 in the town area, and nearly half of the population living in the town. Although the population is large, the economy is not very developed, compared with the next door Dawu Town, Liuquan Town's per capita GDP is about 20% less.

It is precisely for this reason that the development space of the town hospital in Liuquan Town is much better than that of other town hospitals. The larger the population, the more sick the patient, and this is just one of them. People lack money in their pockets, and they are reluctant to go to the big hospital in the city when they are sick, which is the most fundamental reason.

Therefore, there is no shortage of minor surgeries such as cutting a scab and circumcision in the outpatient clinic.

Dr. Sheng Dajun, who was in the outpatient clinic that day, had silver hair and red face, and had the temperament of an expert, but his colleagues in the hospital knew that Sheng 'expert' did not have a diploma, and he was in his fifties, but he was not even promoted to an attending doctor, and he is still a resident doctor.

Some outsiders once held grievances for Sheng 'expert', saying that the surgeon, it doesn't matter what kind of academic title he has, what matters is the level of surgery. There is indeed some truth in this, but the colleagues in the hospital's surgical film and the people in the operating room have to cover their mouths and snicker, because Sheng Dajun is the most representative figure whose hands are clumsier than feet since the establishment of Liuquan Town Hospital.

If a sect is established that is clumsier than its feet, the Sheng army is the undisputed candidate for the head of the sect, and as for Yang Xi, he is at most a disciple of three generations.

Who are the second generation disciples?

In a teahouse 300 meters away, Dean Lin punched out a sheet of nine cakes, followed by three sneezes, and couldn't help but wonder: "Who is scolding me?"

However, the Grand Army is not without merit.

This old brother didn't know who he learned the art of acupuncture and massage from more than 20 years ago, and it was with this skill that he just caught up with the spring breeze of integrated Chinese and Western medicine to enter the town hospital. It's just that in the Western medicine system, Chinese medicine is not popular, and the income is not high, so this old guy launched a series of operations and finally succeeded in occupying a place in major surgery.

In recent years, the medical market has gradually opened up, and Sheng Dajun has followed the trend of the times and opened a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in the town.

Thinking about his own business, Sheng Dajun made an appointment for all the surgical clinics of the day at noon. The sooner you finish your official work, the sooner you can take care of your own private work.

When Yang Xi came to the outpatient clinic, Sheng Dajun was rolling up his sleeves to prepare for surgery, and the two patients who had made an appointment were waiting in the corridor outside the door.

"Yo, how can you let your old man do this kind of rough work by himself? Come, you always smoke, it's enough to give a guide on the side!" Yang Xi piled up a face of rock sugar slag, took out a cigarette, smoked one, and respectfully handed it to Sheng Dajun.

Looking at Sheng Dajun's posture, it seemed that he didn't like to take care of Yang Xi, but when he saw that the cigarettes Yang Xi took out were actually a big tribute of thirty-eight yuan a pack, the old man hesitated for a moment, and finally freed his hand and took the cigarette handed over by Yang Xi.

"What, you want to practice knives again?" Sheng Dajun lit a cigarette and said Yang Xi's careful thoughts.

Yang Xi glanced at the operation sheet and said with a sneer: "How can such a small operation be worth practicing the knife? I'm really here to help you work." ”

This kind of thing was put on hold before, and Sheng Dajun should be dismissed, although he always looked down on Yang Xi, but he would not offend his colleagues for such a trivial matter. However, at noon that day, Sheng Dajun didn't know whether he had taken the wrong medicine or what, so he actually smoked Yang Xi's cigarette and simply rejected Yang Xi neatly. "Not today, these two patients outside are all my acquaintances. ”

Promise is love, refusal is duty, Yang Xi was thinking about how to say two more nice words, begging Sheng Dajun to change his mind, but seeing Sheng Dajun's face change, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "If you want to practice knives, let's do it next time!"